Ovid To His Wife (Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld Poems)
MY aged head now stoops its honours low, Bow'd with the load of fifty winters' snow; And for the raven's ...
MY aged head now stoops its honours low, Bow'd with the load of fifty winters' snow; And for the raven's ...
Being one day at my window all alone,So manie strange things happened me to see,As much it grieueth me to ...
TO HERMES. I.Hear, white-winged Messenger! If thy swift feetLoiter within Heaven's starry walls, where meetThe Gods, their nectar daintily to ...
O, praise an' tanks! De Lord he come To set de people free; An' massa tink it day ob ...
NOW the moon-beam's trembling lustre Silvers o'er the dewy green,And in soft and shadowy colours Sweetly paints the ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
Harp of the South! no more, no more Thy silvery strings shall quiver, The one strong ...
DEAD AT PITTSFIELD, MASS., 1876O poor Romancer--thou whose printed page,Filled with rude speech and ruder forms of strife,Was given to ...
By scattered rocks and turbid waters shifting,By furrowed glade and dell,To feverish men thy calm, sweet face uplifting,Thou stayest them ...
THY lovely laughing twa black een,Sae sweet a face adorning,Hae stown my heart, my bonny JEAN !I sigh frae night ...
DIE, half-blown rose, upon a grateful heart, Whose life is quickened by thy ebbing breath; Nay, thus to die were ...
O shade of Heine, if I dare Apostrophise that spirit bright, That lucent spirit, keen and rare, By other name ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe, And yet so lovely, that if Mirth could flush Its ...
NOW spring has clad the grove in green, And strew'd the lea wi' flowers; The furrow'd, waving corn is seen ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must prove The early joys of youth and love, Whose names grim Fate (to whom ...
The lone man gazed and gazed upon his gold, His sweat, his blood, the wage of weary days; But now ...
AN ARGUMENT FOR THE MAINTENANCE OF PEACE AND GOODWILL WITH THE JAPANESE PEOPLE Glossary for the uninstructed and the hasty: ...
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